Lemonic Demonade Guild

"I love my crayons and I love the way they taste"

"La la la, la la la Ma-spockity-nimoy-love"

"Deep in the dankest corners of the human mind
Of any given person that you happen to see
There rests a creature
Or more specifically
A creature, hiding and sitting
In the churning, boiling, philosophical pot
Of self-aware chowder that we call thought
This creature has a name
But it's different for each person
Mine is named Corey
And it looks like an armadillo
In kiss make-up!"

"This is the empty building that I call my home
Baby it's cold inside, don't leave me here alone
There's no good movies, but there's a fire
Well, scented candles that are on fire"

"You will not bring your GameBoy or whatever to the table
Do you understand?"